<Nocturnal Harmonia>

[Bloodedge]

"Nah, ain''t no way. They gon' let a nigga hang out on the toppin' block at least!" Donnie joked with a roll of his eyes. As their conversation progress, Kim pieced together the fact that every female member of the current group had been in contact with, including the likes of Iris and Melty: the 'weird' decisions he spoke of. Was Donnie spiraling? Surely not. "Listen, every last one of them is a demon, I'm tellin' you. Whether it's the magic, the body or the brain, all of 'em got some wild shit goin' on. I just been chillin'," he claimed. Even so, Donnie wasn't exactly 'chilling' at the moment ─ not with Kim grinding his lap and whispering again a phrase that would leave Donnie nearly bursting through his pants and hers. "Ay, me gusta," Donnie moaned in sequence. Kim transitioned into speaking a bit of Spanish as well, choosing a phrase that would take flirting well beyond the realm of just flirting. "Tómalo♪~" Donnie replied.

A few moments later, the young royals were visibly more satisfied with the ability to call King Don 'Donnie' than they were worried about the possibilities. "Yes, we certainly do!" Auric agreed to the 'when in Rome' notion Melty presented. The message was received, however Auric didn't make a very big deal of it presently. He figured just sticking around Donnie would equal safety, but he surely wouldn't be giving Melty much space away from himself either. "Very well, Donnie; I'll be the white boy! What, uh... Pardon my ignorance, but what what does the white boy do?" he asked in a moment of confusion. "It means you allowed to be cool, but you the one talkin' to the cops when they show up. But that's not really gon' be a problem," Donnie answered. "Ah, very good, very good. What of the white girl?" Auric questioned further, because... of course he would. "Ain't no white girl!" said Donnie, much to the prince's confusion as he looked to Melty. While Donnie was gaining freedom of mobility from a completed haircut, Nikki was seemingly wrapping up her design and asking about teasers or surprises ─ which she seemed to be asking Donnie rather than the stylist herself. "Some Blue Lotus hit way harder when you pull it straight out the gift box. No spoilers! Besides, that'll gimme a minute." With that said, and no further context, Donnie was once again searching through his phone for a tune.

[Apollymi]

Donnie had jokes, if nothing else. It was one of the many things that Kim appreciated about him as a person. "Bruh, chill, I don't even know what that is, but it sound a little suspect, feel me?~" Kim commented in the same kind of joking manner. Still, the longer they talked the more likely it was that their conversation wouldn't be able to come back from its sexual tension. But apparently, Kim wasn't the only one on the receiving end of maximum sexual tension, every woman in this room had seen the package sported by King Don. Some made absolute sense, the Corbyn sisters for instance. One of whom was every teen boy's fantasy for years and the other of whom stepped out onto the scene as a marvel of physical interest with a homey quality not unlike Kim's own understanding of herself. "I don't know if I believe you been chillin'… that shit seem almost like an oxymoron or whateve… I don't think you know what that shit mean forreal…" Kim said casually while looking over the women in the group. Brains, bodies, magic, "I believe everyone a little crazy. Lil' Ma, been over there watching for a minute, remind me of that foreign exchange student from my freshman year of high school. Made friends with that girl, she scared the fuck outta me. But you know how them types be…" she said, gently pressing fingers against the back of her own hand, an explanation of the whiteness of the scary girl she mentioned. Iris's brow raised as she realized her general cover for being odd was blown by someone who'd already encountered someone like her before. Strange, still she cracked a smile, but knew the better of trying to ease the worries of the sorts of people who were unnerved by her. Whatever the case a language switch that occurred was something of a habit especially when other people were around, not a personal slight but instead simply a way of carrying on without making too many people uncomfortable. In this case, there was a claim that Donnie liked what she had to say, and a point that she should take it all. Kim would definitely do that while settling in front of the lad looking over his face and making sure she liked the lines she'd put in. "Obvio, ¿cómo decirte que no?~" she mused knowing it wasn't possible to actually say no to Donnie.

Ah speaking of not actually saying no, the Princess wasn't going to say no to an opportunity to… relax and deal with the rapper on a more personal level. In this case, both she and her brother would be addressing and being addressed by more casual names while in King Don's company. Such was fine she thought especially for making sure they managed to find out exactly what kind of roles they had in the current group or rather Auric did. The princess was left out with an extremeness that gave her a slight pause, 'I wonder if this has some negative connotation. I will ask Iris about it later.' she mentally decided. At the same time, Iris's eyes actually shifted as if she could see the shape of Melty's thoughts, that was going to be a problem for later. For now, Nikki was on to a different form of dressing. According to Donnie she wasn't to give any spoilers, some things needed to be experienced fresh out the box. "Alright, mate. I got it…" Nikki said while looking at that drawing. Soon after she brought back the divider and after giving herself a few seconds a mannequin that fit the precise measurements of the lass in Donnie's lap. She'd begin work behind that particular screen deciding in the moment, what kind of materials to make the Tanker's more casual clothes out of. She seemed a bit magical in nature when Nikki looked at her, and there were a couple of less used materials she had sitting around so she'd work them in a bit. And so the creation of a new outfit would begin outside of the general line of sight. "Oh, it's about to be another one… I guess I'll let ya' up then~" Kim said sliding out of Donnie's lap, making sure she properly rubbed herself against his erection. Whenever he stood, she'd take his seat and prepare to watch a show, such was a fairly normal occurrence around him. Ah but there was something else, as Nikki began working that outfit together she got to the point of making lingerie, and she paused. Her brain wasn't moving the way she wanted to and she began drawing sketches and not liking them for Kim's form. 'That works but it doesn't...' she said as she scribbled something into existence only to shift the page again. 'This one aslo isn't quite right for 'er...' she thought again. Eventually there would be a set of well-designed lingerie for every woman in the room because Nikki couldn't make her brain cooperate.

[Bloodedge]

Kim alleged there was some 'suspect' notion behind Donnie's recent statement. He paused to think about it, and decided... she may have been right. "Nigga the other way around!" he countered. As for the lax nature he purported to have, Kim would always know better. There were very few 'chill' bones in the body of Donovan King. Even in the situation involving Iris and Melty, he was far from innocent. Knowing what he was going into, he still walked right in. Perhaps thinking negatively of his actions didn't help... but when was it too late to back down? Whatever the case, Donnie would be getting up soon, not sparing Kim a bit of ass-grabbing along the way. He could feel it in her shorts; there wasn't a normal pair of undergarments there, but there was something. "Viniste preparado~" he said in a teasing tone. With that, Donnie was soon stumbling upon a saved instrumental he could work with. Then... something strange happened. . .

When Nikki paused, Donnie did the same. Though it couldn't be realized that they were on the same wavelength presently, that was the case... and a few others in the world presently would acknowledge the moment from afar. "Hol' up... nah, I'm cookin'. I need, I need..." Donnie's hesitation came with a scramble for a pen and paper. Once he found it a few chairs over in the shop, he scribbled a few lines and passed the paper to... Leon. "You gon' need this. Pull up your phone," he said almost frantically. Leon was shocked, but he pulled out his phone to have Donnie's recording app shared and linked to it. "I'm gonna be in a King Don song!" he exclaimed after several moments of silence. When Donnie gave the signal, he would be reading those lines aloud. The instrumental was easily linked to speakers throughout Kim's shop, and when it began... there was a violin chord.

"Aight y'all... This thing right here...
Is gon' let all y'all ladies know...
What guys talk about~
You know... the finer things in life.
Haha~
Check it out~"

[Apollymi]

So playful was the speech between Donnie and Kim that they were able to discuss things like how odd his phrases sounded without context. He seemed to think she was just thinking about it in the wrong direction but she held up her hands in mock surrender. "Whatever you say, my guy~" Kim mentioned shaking her head. Whatever the case, Donnie had a lot of 'questionable' activities in his last forty-eight hours or so, but Kim wasn't one to question him. She'd known him far too long and stood on both sides of that proverbial fence, she couldn't in good conscience judge anyone. Besides all that she was falling into old habits as her bottom was spared no grabbing and Donnie himself was commenting on the type of undergarment she'd chosen as a matter of preparedness. "I thought I was gonna be on some normal type shit…" she commented in English, her preparedness not something she was even upset about. Still there was a coming musical performance from Donnie and she wasn't the type to miss it. Though she did miss the oddity between Donnie and Nikki. Meanwhile, there was something going on that was only truly being noticed by Iris.

A song was chosen and a hiccup occurred. She was observing the room at large and she was noting that both Donnie and Nikki seemed to experience a pause together. 'That's weird, did they both get an idea at the same time?' she couldn't question it directly. Two people having a thought at the same time wasn't necessarily something worthy of note, until it was… and she wouldn't know it was until Donnie finished his current rounds. Nikki would be giving Leon a thumbs up as he got to be on a King Don track, and she herself was hearing a violin chord that cemented an idea. This wasn't just a King Don live performance. No… Nikki was about to unveil a line not unlike a certain well known brand of lingerie. And in that same moment. "Oh, girls I gotta great feeling about this one~" Nikki said, as she decided in the moment that she wouldn't be asking permission. The first one to have a change would be Kim, sitting in that chair by herself the clothing switch would be happening, through that odd magical telekinesis that Nikki had. She'd be dressed in a long skirt skin-tight with a split so high she couldn't be wearing normal underwear, half top with a plunging v-neckline made out of a material that seemed to suit her visually. She looked every bit the business woman she was supposed to be, and her outfit underneath included a specific kind of underwear. "Word?" a quiet whisper came from Kim as she stood taking in herself and moving her hips, in a skirt so tight but so comfortable to move in that she didn't know how she ever wore shorts with this amount of comfort floating around in the world. Even now, Iris had sat down her laptop and started moving to the music, it was infectious and she foresaw a potential oddity that she definitely wanted to be part of.

[Bloodedge]

Leon was beside himself with excitement. He didn't know what type of song this was about to be from King Don, but to be featured in any of them was the dream of many fans ─ and even many other musicians in the world. Nobody was ever going to hear the end of this. When Nikki raised her thumb to the man, she received two in return. Little did Leon know, any amount of performance anxiety he had about executing those lines would be moot. This song felt different for Donnie, like something he felt quite sparingly... Something that would spread to all listeners and concoct a mood from the music itself. Perhaps it wasn't even necessary for Donnie to raise his hand toward every girl in the room as he flipped damp hair out of his sight. He wanted everyone, from Kim all the way to Melty, up and involved for reasons even he didn't know... but the magic was already spreading. By the time Kim's ensemble was coming together right on her body, the lyrics were reaching Donnie... and, by association, his microphone.

"Ooh that dress so scandalous♪
And you know another nigga couldn't handle it♪
So you shakin' that thang like who's the ish♪
With a look in your eyes so devilish, uh~
You like to dance, all the hip hop spots♪
And you cruise to crews like connect the dots♪
Not just urban, she like the pop,
'Cause she be Livin' la Vida Loca♪~"

[Apollymi]

A song of a member of Lost Galaxy had a certain pull, irrespective of what it was about. Some people felt the appeal long before they fully processed the lyrics. But no one knew exactly how easy it was to fall into the antics of a live performance. If you'd never actually been involved in one, you might think the crowd was simply being crazy for the sake of being crazy. But here, in a small shop in Philly, a microcosm of those problems was being shown. Donnie beckoned forward the young women, and Nikki threw together an outfit specifically for one. Upon doing so… and with the beat going strong and the lyrics beginning, Kim found herself easily moving to the beat, her backside arched up to shake in the air, that split showing dangerous flashes of skin along her thigh and right up to her hip. It was brilliant.

Oddly enough though, with the potential for everyone to be involved, it wouldn't just be her. Nikki was still working and other lingerie sets were coming together to be fitted to the forms of those they fit within the moment of their grand entrance. Iris and Melty were dancing together to the music, back to back, bottoms bouncing in unison without any real prompting. At the same time Veronica Corbyn had started dancing, bent over at the waist long thighs becoming even longer as her outfit was switched to a short skirt, with a hip high v-string thong and a matching black halter top as if it was simply how Nikki saw her being dressed in thigh highs of black lace and all. Such was the shift in visuals but it was worth it.

[Bloodedge]

The lyrics of Donnie's latest song were coming through as they formed in his head, and with it came pulses of that unusual 'magic' spreading out with the beat itself. He hovered around Kim, squatting and bouncing with every step to keep low. Such a thing once had him singing directly into Nikki's ass, but it was also simply the way such performances were done. It was perfectly within Donnie's desire for asses to shake throughout the shop. His hand brushed over Kim's backside from top to bottom in that new skirt. At the same time, however, his eyes traveled to youngest pair of the group. Donnie noted an even greater danger in that pair, given their current decision to shake their bottoms against each other like that. Just the same, though, his eyes were drawn to one who was a danger by virtue of her own existence: Ronnie. She was getting an ensemble overhaul on the spot just like Kim did, and it demanded scrutiny as the song continued.

Of course, Donnie wasn't the only one with his eyes all over the place. Auric was presently living in heaven. As he didn't have any interest in looking Melty's way, he was spared having to look toward Iris by virtue of their closeness. As such, he could freely observe Kim and Ronnie as their monumental asses moved about. Even he had a bit of bounce in his stance to go with the music, though nothing beyond ballroom dancing existed in his repertoire to date. Equally surprising was Hop's active body and eyes ─ the latter of which regrettably had to see Iris while looking toward the princess, but could comfortably shift in Kim's direction as well. Leon was outright staring down Kim's backside, as anyone present could without any real issues.

"She had dumps like a truck, truck, truck♪
Thighs like what, what, what♪
Baby, move your butt, butt, butt♪
Uh, I think I'll sing it again!~
She had dumps like a truck, truck, truck♪
Thighs like what, what, what♪
All night looong♪~
Let. Me. See. That. Thoo-oo-ooong!♪~"

One pre-chorus down, and the song's shift became apparent in a moment. Donnie's posture straightened as of that last line ─ planked upright, one fist at neck height clutching the air, head slightly leaned back as he sang into the phone. At the same time, Leon was preparing himself. A quick, subtle beckoning from Donnie let him know it was nigh time for his additions to the track. He couldn't mess this up, but... perhaps he'd have to deal with some sudden distractions. Members of Lost Galaxy had become known for the strangest quirk. At times, songs came with instructions. Said instructions from Lost Galaxy members were occasionally a bit more... spiritually demanding than in any other case.

[Apollymi]

When Donnie was actively making music, the rest of the room, and the people in it, were within his orbit. In that orbit closest to him currently was Kim, whose rear ended up being bounced against and sang to while she shook it right against him. It was natural given what she'd been doing even a few moments before and moreover felt right given the song's current trajectory. Just the same, Ronnie was standing, having her outfit slightly shifted by Nikki as she adjusted her to the dancing to be taking place. Those long strings becoming visible. Iris and Melty would be having their clothing adjusted beneath the surface, as a quick glance from Kim let her know the kinds of friends that pair would grow into, and she… oddly respected it. Iris's little pink panties would be adjusted into thongs of a similar variety and Melty's would be turned into similar ones of blue that matched her outfit and her current disposition. For the sake of dancing skirts were shortened, cheeks were gently exposed and everyone would be allowed to enjoy.

All would be enjoyed by Nikki who also had her hips moving from side to side. Her own thong also shifting by the time those words were spoken. Most of the girls were too busy with their eyes focused on King Don to know where anyone else's eyes were. There were a few exceptions to that rule though, Iris who remained conscious of her own body within space… Kim who could feel male attention on her person enough to make her hips rub extra against Donnie as he spoke of another not being able to handle her, but she did move with a bit more pep. Like she was satisfied by the attention and more than willing to accept it. Still every girl in the room was showing off a thong. On her hips or over the top of their cracks or even up the thigh as was the case for a couple. Nikki showed off the strings and that little crown charm right over her massive ass, as she began shaking her own hips to the beat as well, just a couple of those little claps taking place as she found herself dancing to the music as well.

[Bloodedge]

Just when the pre-chorus turned into the hook itself, the climax of a performance became clear for all to see... Or was it simply the first climax of multiple? Time would tell. Whatever the case, every male in the group had something very interesting to see. As though it were choreographed, skirts were flipped or pulled down almost in unison, exposing bare, bouncing asses accentuated only by string and filigree. Even Nikki was getting involved once she finished equipping everyone else.

The eyes of Auric were drawn first to Ronnie, then to Nikki as that clapping grasped his attention. Hop's eyes were pulled strangely to Melty as he tried to avoid seeing Iris, but he eventually shifted toward Kim... and then settled on Nikki, where his gaze would remain unless he was seen gawking. As for Leon, he was already looking at Kim's ass, and now had a much better view of it. He was concerned about his performance, but... it all seemed to flow naturally in the coming moments. Donnie didn't stop for more than a short breath before. . .

"Baaaby♪~ (Girl, I know you wanna show da na da na~)
That thong th-thong, thong, thong!♪
I like it when the beat goes~ (da na, da na~)
Baby, make your booty go! (da na da na~)
(Girl, I know you wanna show da na da na~)
That thong th-thong thong, thong!♪ (uh, listen!)

That dress so scandalous♪
And you know another nigga couldn't handle it♪
So you shakin' that thang like who's the ish♪
With a look in your eyes so devilish, uh~
You like to dance, all the hip hop spots♪
And you cruise to crews like connect the dots♪
Not just urban, she like the pop,
'Cause she be Livin' la Vida Loca♪~

She had dumps like a truck, truck, truck♪
Thighs like what, what, what♪
Baby, move your butt, butt, butt♪
Uh, I think I'll sing it again!~ (c'mon!)
She had dumps like a truck, truck, truck♪
Thighs like what, what, what♪
All night looong♪~"

[Apollymi]

Soon enough all young women in the room were showing thong strings and cheeks as they danced. The room was full of men who didn't yet know where their eyes should be and most wouldn't even be thinking about it for very long at all. Still over the course of the start of this song, young women in thongs became the main focus with Nikki managing to get involved with those clapping cheeks of hers, once she was sure that everyone else was settled. There was dancing taking place and music being appreciated. Kim noted that effortless clap and decided Nikki and her needed to have a conversation. All the while her own hips were constantly on the move, enjoying the ability to back it up against a pair of hips that could take what she dished out. Not that it would be lasting forever.

No Leon was eventually staring down the rear of the owner of 'Sugah' while Donnie found himself distracted by that clapping too. Eyes were moving around the room at various paces but there wasn't any care to be given. No, Nikki danced, Ronnie did the same making sure that the shake and movement of her ass was also present. The two younger girls seemed to have no issue adjusting their own movements either, with contrasting cheeks against each other and simply enjoying the moment much more than everyone else could. Melty for her part hadn't even known it was possible to dance like this but the movements started and she felt no desire to stop. There must have been magic involved somewhere. Still, while it took place, you could hear Leon's adlibs popping in every now and again and it played into the music as if it was natural. So… no disruptions of cheek movement or clapping occurred. No… everyone was caught up in the rhythm of the music, Hop even managed to sneak in a pure amount of staring into the ridiculous rear of Nikki without drawing the attention of most of the people present…

[Bloodedge]

While all the ladies had their fun and all the gentlemen had their eye candy, Donnie kept at it. He eventually shifted away from Kim, albeit not without his free hand accosting her bare backside with absolution. He kept singing without end, a bit repetitive, but various distractions were the cause. His departure from Kim led him directly to Ronnie, who would also receive a grind and a rub. A bit of lingering there, and he was off to... the pair of dangers: Iris and Melty. Upon reaching them, Donnie crouched, placed his face right between their bouncing bottoms, and... proceeded to motorboat the pair of contrasting cheeks throughout the bridge.

"C'mon~
C'mon~
C'mon~"

All the while, the instrumental was building toward a crescendo. A brief break in any form of lyrics freed Donnie to grope both rears fully before pulling away. Finally, he could begin making his way toward the truest danger of the group. Nikki was saved for the final approach, if only because he could hardly trust himself to break away from her without intervention. And so... over he went, his groin ready to be pressed against the soft flesh of her monumental posterior. By then, it was time to start again. . .

"YEEEEEEEEAH, YEEEAHH~ (I like it when the beat goes da na da na)
(Baby, make your booty go da na da na)
(Girl, I know you wanna show da na da na) BAAABY♪~
THAT THONG!♪~
I said I like the way, uh!♪ (baby, when the beat goes da na da na)
Uh~ (baby, make your booty go da na da na)
Baby!♪ (girl, I know you wanna show da na da na)
(That thong th-thong thong, thong) listen!"

[Apollymi]

Soon enough the dancing and the song were punctuating each other. Donnie was moving around again, not just stuck to Kim but making sure her rear and the like got enough attention before he moved on. His next person of choice to approach was Ronnie, who moved her hips against his, popping with the use of those long legs to punctuate those lingering moments he offered. Any touching against her backside was welcomed by a bend and an arch deep enough to stun someone like Kim who couldn't believe spines reached that angle without force. All the while, the music and instrumentals would be leading to something else.

Eventually he moved on to the pair of younger girls. Their bottoms shaking near each other but not touching would leave him the necessary space to place his face between contrasting pairs of cheeks. At the same time, Melty was elated a huge grin on her face as she bounced her bottom against one side of his face. Iris on the other hand was feeling particularly sinister. The look of triumph that crossed her face wasn't something she could control, and she easily found the same rhythm as Melty but she wouldn't be stopping at a simple bounce. No, her bottom would be popping against her side of his face as if she sought a different kind of victory. When this happened Kim was actually watching and she saw it all. The intention on Iris's face, her moves to set herself apart and even the triumph of the moment, 'Damn, lil bih actually dangerous out here in these streets~' Kim thought. Ah but both Iris and Melty were soon given squeezes of their bottoms before Donnie made his way to his final target. Nikki wasn't even holding it against him, knowing that she had several songs all to herself she could easily share this one. Still as soon as he was properly against her, singing and pressing his body against her flesh she was bending at the waist. Her cheeks were still clapping but those feet of hers were flat and her backside monumental as it was, was adding pressure and extra rotational movement against Donnie that wasn't meant to be denied. Her movements were to the beat but there was something almost primal she felt about this song and she felt the need to act up, even looking behind herself at the man and offering a wink, knowing well that such positioning had quite a few better options associated with it.

[Bloodedge]

Before Donnie's final movement from the teens to Nikki, he encountered precisely the sort of hiccup he expected from the likes of Iris. Melty's ass was against his face, as one could expect given his own activity. Iris, however... decided that wasn't enough for her. No, she had to take a mile from an inch by ensuring his flesh felt a bit of the flesh between her cheeks before he moved on. Had the situation been a little different... had he not been planning to change placement at the same time... things likely would have ended very differently in that moment. Donnie could even imagine himself diving right in to taste what lay beneath that lace article, even through it. The thought lingered in his expression in the moments it took Donnie to reach Nikki. Alas... attentions were bound to shift quite strongly when those two met.

One could easily say Iris was much like her older cousin. It wouldn't do for him to just grind against Nikki while she kept dancing the same way. Instead, she arched her back and kept clapping against him, the quake of those colossal mounds putting his erection through a veritable blender. Even through his pants, Donnie's cock was worked between and around Nikki's buttocks as they worked themselves against each other. How could he resist that hand giving her a more purposeful squeeze than he'd managed with the others? Well... he couldn't resist.

"Said I LIKE THE WAAAAAY!♪~ (I like it when the beat goes da na da na)
(Baby, make your booty go da na da na)
I DON'T THINK YOU HEEEARD MEEEE!♪~ (girl, I know you wanna show da na da na)
(That thong th-thong, thong, thong)
Said I like the way! (I like it when the beat goes da na da na)
You move that thing! (baby, make your booty go da na da na)
I see your body! (girl, I know you wanna show da na da na)
Glistening!♪ (that thong th-thong thong, thong)
Your thighs, your knees♪ (I like it when the beat goes da na da na)
Your breasts, your feet♪ (baby, make your booty go da na da na)
Oh please, tell me♪ (girl, I know you wanna show da na da na)
BAAABY, oh♪~ (that thong th-thong thong, thong)
WHOOAH-O-OAH♪~ (da na da na)
Uh~ (da na da na)
Alright, uh~ (da na da na)
WHOOAH-O-OOOAH, yeah♪ (da na da na, da na da na)
Ooh♪~ (da na da na)
Whoa!~ (I like it when the beat goes da na da na)
(Baby, make your booty go da na da na)
Uh~ (girl, I know you wanna show da na da na)
Baby!♪ (that thong th-thong thong, thong)
Alright!♪ (I like it when the beat goes da na da na)
(Baby, make your booty go da na da na)
(Girl, I know you wanna show da na da na)
(That thong th-thong thong, thong)
Alright!♪~ (I like it when the beat goes da na da na)
(Baby, make your booty go da na da na)
(Da da da)"

[Apollymi]

Iris was the type of young person who would take whatever she could get, and force anything that wasn't freely given. If he put his face beside her rear, she'd make sure to give him something extra to think about. She'd come to realize that there was an extra oddity to Donnie, that his attention was something which could be taken, but not completely dissuaded from something he'd already decided to do. In Iris's personal opinion, it was now her main activity to make sure that she managed to catch Donnie when Nikki wasn't on his brain directly. Something much easier said than done, given she seemed to have no problem grabbing attention in a room, even when she wasn't the only beautiful girl in it.

Speaking of that exact thing, when Donnie made his way over, there was a certain magnetism which was present. Both he and Nikki seemed to be something quite outlandish. As more and more of the song became words spoken by Leon, that arch in Nikki's back and the rounding clapping of her cheeks against Donnie's covered cock were way more important to her. She had the rhythm, she had the man and she even had the fun of a moment like this. She couldn't help but enjoy every single moment. That arch in her back was even worked a bit, as Nikki seemed to be imitating a motion that would be seen in the act of taking backshots. In fact every 'da da da' got a certain amount of up and down movement from the woman's hips which seemed to travel a length of Donnie's cock, which almost imitated a standing version of that hopping motion she quite enjoyed… By the time the song ended the group was happily enjoying the moment and it would be Kim clapping Leon on the back. "Good job, bruh~" she offered before winking at him.

[Bloodedge]

It hadn't been within Donnie's original intention to leave Leon so much of the song toward its end. In truth, distraction had simply taken him yet again. He could no longer keep bothering with lyrics once he and Nikki reached a point of... in essence, fucking without penetration. It didn't become any easier when the song reached its end, either. Donnie ground himself against the woman, eventually finding the ideal position that had his clothed cock rubbing right against the warmest place it could find ─ right against folds that were barely obscured by the thin fabric. The music stopped eventually... yet there Donnie was, grasping Nikki's hip for dear life, still grinding against her, and even grabbing the beltline of his pants now that he didn't need to hold up his phone as a microphone. "Ay, chingón♪~" he chanted. At the time, it seemed Donnie was almost ready to discard an article or two of his own ─ and he was already topless from earlier.

Meanwhile, Leon was basking in the success of joining a King Don song without ruining his own part. A congratulatory hand made contact with his back unexpectedly. He'd seemingly lost himself in the moment, all to lose track of Kim until she appeared to encourage him. Right then... his eyes were quickly drawn back to her, chest first, then another glance aiming to see if her skirt remained lifted. He'd been watching her ass more than anything during the song. Congratulations couldn't be meant for him. "No... you good job," he countered, experiencing a minor translation error between his brain and his mouth.